I know you think I’m wrong, but I’m not your tour guide Have a guess, I don’t let you look inside Cold dry stone
What makes you want to carve your initials in me? Rained and weathered, erasing, hard to read Find me distant, outwardly rough, obscene Cold dry stone
Cold and dry a stone Cold and dry a stone
I’m not a cornerstone in a palace for you Time will bring your very own hard truth Not to worry, ice covered rocks still move Cold dry stone Cold dry stone